This story can only be found bundled with the Erotic Novella “Maintenance Request”
Stephanie sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding Mrs. Carter’s hand. Stephanie was a volunteer care person, someone who gave a few hours of her time every week to bring a little joy into other peoples lives. Today, she was visiting a patient she’d seen many times over the last two months, and who wasn’t expected to live much longer.
Her complaint was liver cancer, and although the Doctors had done everything they could, it was too far gone to save her. All they could do was ease her pain, and make her last hours on this earth a little more comfortable. Stephanie always read to her, from her favorite author ‘Agatha Christie’ and liked to discuss the finished books at the end.
On this day however, Stephanie was about to lose her first patient, because as she read, the monitors kicked in to let the staff know Mrs. Carter was having a cardiac arrest. Stephanie stepped out of the way as the hospital staff went into action, but it was no good, and she was declared dead at 12:15 p.m. on the third of the month 2004.
The tears welled up in Stephanie’s eyes, having never seen or had anyone die that she was close to. A nurse comforted her as she walked out of the ward, and another tear fell down her cheek. It had just occurred to her that Mrs. Carter had no one to mourn her passing, and she felt that was a very sad thing.
On her way out, one of the Doctors spotted her, and intercepted her before leaving.
“Hi Stephanie, oh sorry, what’s wrong?” he said, noticing her tears.
“Mrs. Carter just died, and it hit me harder than I thought it would,” she replied, wiping her tears for the fifth time. “Is there something I can do for you?” she added, seeing the concern in his face.
“I’m sorry to hear that Stephanie, perhaps this isn’t the time to discuss it,” he said, resting his hand on her shoulder to console her.
“It’s all right, I’ll be fine. What is it Doctor?”
“Well, I have another patient that I’d like you to visit. He’s feeling rather down at the moment because he’s on chemotherapy, and I thought your winning smile might perk him up a little,” he said.
“Well, I’m available tomorrow, if you’d like me to come and see him,” she replied
“That’d be great, you’ll find him in the terminal ward, and his name’s Terry Blake,” replied the Doctor.
Stephanie made a quick note of it, and after saying her goodbyes, she left the hospital.
The next day was miserable, as it rained from the moment she left her apartment. As promised though she headed straight for the hospital, and entered the terminal ward. Stopping a nurse that she spotted, Stephanie asked where she could find Terry Blake, and was pointed in the right direction. The curtains were drawn around his bed, and she popped her head around, to find a youngish man who didn’t look ill in the slightest.